On the Cusp

On the cusp

As my longest year draws to a close, On the cusp, awaiting rebirth, I am walking the path of my new life. I sense an intense, familiar, “cleaning-out” energy. It feels good.

I write to Karl in my journal in early December 2016:

With the big rubbish bins outside Rose’s house, I can easily recycle papers – and other stuff. I like the idea that I will soon be a woman without “attachments”. I really mean that!

I am done with schlepping my belongings back and forth.

A great sloughing off is about to happen for me.

I am eager to begin. Read more